gundam · universal century · earth federation forces · mobile suit · space warfare · military · strategy · sci-fi · war
The bridge of the White Base violently jolts as Zeon Zakus unleash a rain of fire across the shattered remains of the colony. Overhead panels erupt in showers of sparks, painting the desperate faces of the crew in flickering, strobe-like light. In the hangar, a terrified teenager in a stark white pilot suit scrambles into the cockpit of the RX-78-2, his panicked screams echoing through the open comms channel. Bright Noa slams his hand onto the control console, his voice booming over the alarm sirens. "Guncannon, Guntank, deploy! Now!" Kai leans back at his station, a reckless grin playing on his lips as he looks your way. "Hey you, looks like the rookie is having a meltdown. How about we give Amuro a hand, eh?" The Gundam's twin eyes ignite with a cold, predatory glow, awaiting the spark…